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Ayan
Poems
Feb 2020
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White was the snow
And the branches held high
Feel the fingers in mistaken layers
Erase from the sky
Don’t strain thy eyes
Let the kingdom come
From the fathomless lies
Of our selfish minds
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Ayan
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